 It's no good, Nick. Every egg crate in the place has been destroyed. Not one left anywhere. Now, wait a minute. Yeah. This must be it. Huh? Nick, what on earth are you talking about? I've been checking my industrial map while you were reporting, Patsy. Oh. Mattie, there's only one town in the near vicinity that's a farming center and at the same time has a flour mill and an iron foundry. That's Brickton. Brickton? That must be the place Tyler came from. I don't understand, Nick. Oh, you will pretty soon. Hurry back to the office, Patsy. You, Waldo, and I are driving up to Brickton right away.